The Final Command

Logan's violet heavy armor was crisscrossed with blade gashes and scorch marks from magic fire. His tower shield was half-shattered, and he leaned against a broken wall, gasping for breath.

An ice arrow had pierced straight through Moth's arm. He'd snapped off both ends and wrapped the wound loosely with cloth, yet fresh blood still seeped through the fabric nonstop.

The remaining survivors gather